Primitive Birders

8 x 8 mixed media on gessoboard

On the one hand, I went birding last week.

On t’other, I just picked up the new Jean Auel book, Land of Painted Caves, which is representing the Ice Age nicely by moving like a glacier. (Seriously, 250+ pages, no discernable plot, they’re just going from cave painting to cave painting and recapping the Entire Bloody Series on the way… It even took 180 pages before there was an overwrought sex scene, which for an Auel book is rather astounding.)

So really, this was probably inevitable…

Anyway, 8 x 8, original for sale, drop a line, prints available as always. I’ve got a couple more assemblage pieces in need of photographing, but since I’m firmly in the middle of Dragonbreath 6 art, I haven’t gotten all that much done.  I have the ideas, but not the energy, between Dragonbreath and moving mulch. Oh, the endless mulch…

3 thoughts on “Primitive Birders

  1. Tanit-Isis says:

    Wow, almost 200 pages of no sex? What’s the point? (Mind you I guess there was only the one kinda-sex scene in all Clan of the Cave Bear.) I must admit I haven’t read Auel since I was a young teenager, but they were very educational at the time…

    *Insert obligatory comment about how much I adore your art here*

  2. Hypothetical Woman says:

    Aww, I love the little binoculars!
    All the migratory birds are coming back now, so as well as the usual pigeons and crows, my town’s sky is noisy with songbirds – robins, tits and finches, possibly the odd nightingale, martens – and so many starlings, I can see why it’s an exultation of starlings, they certainly seem to be having a fabulous time.
    I don’t think the swallows are back yet, but it’s only a matter of time. The birds currently nesting under my roof are either martens or starlings; either way, they’re driving my cat insane. The other day she tried to jump out of a closed first-floor window to get to them. Yes, I did indeed laugh at her.

  3. Peter Cashwell says:

    Ursula–I love the painting! And as I’m currently doing an internship at the Cornell Lab of Ornithology, which sees itself as kind of the Original Birding Institution, it’s even funnier than usual.

    BTW, I had a primitive birding experience yesterday: I heard my first wild loon call. I’d seen the wintering birds on the Carolina coast several times, but I’d never heard one during mating season. Great googly moogly, what a noise.

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